-Chapter Three: The Talk-

The door to Kevin's room flew open.

"There's this moose-" Luke started, stepping in and closing the door behind him. Kevin looked up at his brother.

"Not again.." he said.

"No, I know I'm not an elk. We've established that. But there's this moose, who likes this one flower. But the moose has no chance to get the flower, because the flower's.. erm... poisonous. So this other moose urges the first moose to go for this other flower, because the other flower likes the moose, but the moose likes the first flower and isn't sure how he feels about the second flower, but he listens to the other moose, and.. picks.. the second flower, which made the flower happy. But the first flower saw it and seemed totally fine with it, but when the moose saw that the first flower saw that he picked the second flower, he felt horriable. So, what does the moose do?" Luke asked, taking a deep breath.

"..What?" Kevin asked.

"I kissed Glynis and Grace saw it," Luke told him, not even sure why he had bothered with another moose conversation.

"Oh. So.. What's the problem?"

"The problem is, I don't know if I like Glynis. I thought I did until I saw Grace after I kissed her. Now I'm just.. Confused."

"Well, how do they feel about you?" Kevin asked.

"Well, I know Glynis likes me-"

"That's obvious."

"Right. But Grace is impossiable to read," Luke told Kevin, sitting down on his bed.

"Well, who do you like more?" Kevin asked, wheeling over to Luke.

"See, that's the problem. I'm thinking about going to the dance on saturday with Glynis but-"

"You'd rather go with Grace?" Luke nodded.

"I think I would. But I'm just... Lost. This is why I like science. It makes sence. Romantic love is confusing."

"Which reminds me, I've got to call Rebecca. Look, the only thing I can tell you is you've gotta either go out with Glynis or keep chasing after Grace and risk her killing you. Either way, just listen to your heart. You'll know what's right," Kevin told him.

"Right. Thanks," Luke said, leaving his brothers room. As he was heading for him room, he slammed into Joan.

"Watch where you're going dog boy," she said. Luke looked at his sister.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Grace gave me the flu, you know that," Joan said, heading for her room. Luke followed.

"That's not what I ment. You sound really upset."

"Adam asked me to the dance. And I turned him down. Because I had to."

"Why did you have to turn him down? He likes you Joan. And you like him."

"Look, I just do what I'm told," Joan told him, entering her room.

"Why do you keep saying that?"

"Because it's true. Look, I turned Adam down for a good reason. Just drop it okay?" Joan asked her brother. He nodded.

"Kevin told me something important. You should listen to it too. Listen to your heart. You'll know what's right," Luke said, closing his sisters door.